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grandma poem

behold je, en mon chiffon, gaze et tresse
les vérités terribles ceux-ci soient
je n'ai jamais su que la terre a eu tellement l'or
pas du monde large de totalité
il y a mille années silencieuses
un mille derrière
dépassement par les murs blottis et laids
j'ai regardé sur le ciel glorieux
une pensée gentiment solennelle


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